Luyện nghe bài hát Hostile

[sermon a high-pitched voice]
Erick sermon is up... I see him! I see him!

sermon]
up

"you're hostile..."
"i got a to be hostile!"

[jeff
Ladies and gentlemen, are you
Help me bring to the the grandmaster
The undisputed of hip-hop
The funklord, you him as the green eyed bandit
and gentlemen... the mc grand royal
sermon!

[erick
the e double (who? ) the funklord, God damn
Yo I'm swingin more than tarzan (word em up)
I freak the ill cause i'ma ghetto bastard
Some say my rap style is
Whoahh, I tear the frame out the
Daddy's home, the of the chrome (yeah yeah)
Yo, my concepts is wicked; the wicked witch
get with the switch, the ugly bitch (word em up)
Time to reach my peak this week, and rock a ill
So y'all can freak out sheep
The undercover brentwood, yes I'm doing awesome
You see me call steve austin (hehehehehe)
For your protection, go sit in the r&b
For session
Cause I'm real deal boy you better believe it
Straight from the boondocks, a.k.a., the
Peace to the underground, where I create my
That's more than "spellbound" (word)
My time's up, so the fuck slouch? (yeah)
be back, for now I'm out (word up!)

"you're hostile..."
[jeff
And now "i right to be hostile!"
Introducing, the man with the flyest transparent style on the
"you're hostile..."
"i right to be hostile!"
Straight l.o.d., kirkland ave
"you're hostile..."
The one and only blunt king
"i gotta to be hostile!"
"you're hostile..."
"i gotta to be hostile!"

[keith
Keith murray's, comin from the north east and left
to death, makin a world when I take a deep breath
With a boom bash, my paragraph a trey-deuce
Human behavior in a
Ooooh, I might lose my cool, and fool
And pull out my get busy
I write like a mad
To funk, that's deeper than a spliff (that's my word)
The most thing in this world
Is my notion, for murderous in motion
And the illiotic shit I across
a leash you're trapped in with explosive force
I push head through the cracks of sanity
And leave your doin a bid in purgatory
It's ninety-six degrees in the
I catch blood on my blade
I take my frustration to the
And gets open dope and stupid bumblin rumblin
When I rap my jams be packed like a
My context'll your whole concept
Cause my delivery is so
And I'm on plastic
With the superdistinguish that I
I'm high at the top of my lung
my tongue makin hardcore niggaz wanna get dumb
My dialogue comes from the slums
to your medula, cerebrum and cerebellum
If ya got a crew ya tell em

stewart]
("hostile" set repeats in background)
Ladies and gentlemen, what just witnessed
Is the incredible skills of erick sermon.. and murray
Coming to an album near you
This has another erick sermon production
This is jeff stewart signing off, and until next saying...
God damn!!!